a private & friend focused writing blog for various muses from a variety of fandoms. this blog is mutuals only & operates on [s]low activity. 21+. written by chuck. it is required to read my full guidelines page before following. in character content is written in first person.
guidelines. muse list is under the cut. inbox prompts, specify muse. headcanons.
drafts, 07. prompts, 24.
frank langdon ... primary. the pitt. info. thirty - two years old. genderfluid, he/they/she. gay ( my exclusive abby is written with jordan's portrayal. i will not write with any other abby's ).
skunk thompson ... primary. original character. info. twenty - five years old. trans - man, he/him/his. queer.
colter grenville ... primary. original character. info. thirty - eight years old. he/him/his. demisexual.
john munch ... primary. law & order SVU. sixty - five years old. he/him/his. bisexual. ( i am currently on season 10 of svu )
caleb jefferson ... secondary. original character. info. fifty - eight years old. he/him/his. gay.
alexandra cabot ... secondary. law & order SVU. thirty - five years old. she/her/hers. bisexual.
dennis whitaker ... secondary. the pitt. info. twenty - seven years old. trans - man, he/him/his. gay.
jack abbot ... secondary. the pitt. fifty years old. trans - man, he/him/his. bisexual.
marley fellowes ... secondary. original character. info. thirty - six years old. non - binary, they/them/theirs. bisexual.
garrett "hog" james hogg ... secondary. original character. info. forty - two years old. he/him/his. bisexual.
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matt pearson, st denis medical.
dennis reynolds, it's always sunny in philadelphia.
nose twitches. she sniffs. following the smell, she ends up in the cutest little shop she's ever seen. "you make these yourself?" the question is directed at marley, nose still twitching. "god, it smells good."
it always makes me happy to see someone walk into the shop with an excited expression on their face. it's hard to stop myself from beaming when the other asks me a question. i nod my head, "i did, freshly baked this morning. i didn't do it all on my own though, i've got a team that helps in the kitchen. but, they're all my recipes." i say from behind the pastry case, hip resting against the counter. "welcome to jan & joes, i don't think i've seen you in here before. i'm marley, the owner." i pause, tilting my head. "what can i get ya? what's the vibe today? gotta say, i make a damn good cupcake, but my kouign amann are my fave right now."
sorry it took me so long to get back to you. honestly, i wasn't able to read your letter until a week ago when i got out of detox.
i don't really know what to say i guess? i was surprised that you had written me something, that you even knew what facility i had gone to. pretty sure that's some sort of hippa violation but don't worry, i won't tell.
it's fucking hell in here, but i know it's where i need to be right now so ... it is what it is. we see people in the ed all the time that we send off to detox. shit, i'm a doctor, i know what it does to the body. i can say for sure that the last two weeks were the worst of my life. i've honestly got a hard time telling myself that it'll get easier from here on out but that's what everyone seems to be telling me.
you can always call— you know, like a normal person— but you seem like the kinda guy who would write a letter. thanks. for your encouraging words, for reaching out at all. no one else has. except abby, but ... well you know what i mean.
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elliot ( @mr-monte-cristo ) said to marley : is it true?
my brows raise at the question, a smirk beginning to tug at the corners of my mouth. "well, that depends on who you ask." i reply with a shrug of my shoulders, gesturing towards the small sign in front of him with a nod. honestly, it felt stupid displaying my awards in the shop like that, but it's good for publicity. there's just something so pretentious about a little plaque that says 'marley fellows, outstanding pastry chef, 2019'. "pretty sure i can't answer that question, not good for my ego. why don't you give the pastries a try for yourself and be the judge of that?" i toss the guy a wink as i turn behind the counter. i make quick work of picking up the tongs to pull out one of my croissants. "one lemon meringue croissant, on the house." one of my favorite creations. nothing like a flaky pastry filled with fresh lemon curd and topped with toasty meringue. i place it on a small plate before extending it towards him. "go ahead, try it. give me your honest feedback. trust me, i've got thick skin."